Pot Can't Call The Kettle Black Lyrics - Jerry Jeff Walker

Billy Callery 

Lace your shoes with country blues 

Ramble down that dusty ole road 

Take your money down in the town 

Gonna get rich in the game 

Come on home drunk at day break 

You got no room to complain 

Chorus: 

Cause the pot can't call the kettle black 

Cause the train's all runnin' on the same ole track 

Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by 

You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind 

Grandpa had him a wanderin' eye 

He must a passed it on down to me 

None of the girls are pretty as Suzanne 

But I like some that I see 

Chorus: 

Cause the pot can't call the kettle black 

Cause the train's all runnin' on the same ole track 

Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by 

You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind 

Bottom of the bottle sure makes you feel good 

I'd like you better that way 

So clap your hands and make up a song 

I hear every word that you say 

Chorus: 

Cause the pot can't call the kettle black 

Cause the train's all runnin' on the same ole track 

Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by 

You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind 

What in the world can a poor boy do 

But let his ole ramblin' roll